| If life gives you demons, make a deal
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| Meet them at the crossroads, cross your fingers, and then sign and seal
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| Hey, philosophers, make way
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| Pascal never had too much stomach for gambling anyway
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| At this truth we have arrived:
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| God damn, it’s great to be alive
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| If life gives you demons, make demands
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| Take them to the mountain top, show them the valley, then take a chance
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| Hey, physicians, heal thyself
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| I’ll make my own way down to hell without your help
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| At this truth we have arrived:
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| God damn, it’s great to be alive
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| Doesn’t it just break your heart to know
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| That none of this will last
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| You’re not delivering a perfect body to the grave
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| Time is not there to be saved
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| Life is a holiday, a moment stolen from the black
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| Before the demons drag you back
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| You won’t get everything you wanted
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| Dry mouth, taste of blood
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| The iron on the tongue brings up something ancient, something before the flood
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| Dust down, stand tall
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| Life gave me demons, but I made friends with the devil, so I’m invincible
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| At this truth we have arrived:
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| God damn, it’s great to be alive
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| You’re not delivering a perfect body to the grave
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| Time is not there to be saved
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| Life is a holiday, a moment stolen from the black
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| Before the demons drag you back
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| You won’t get everything you wanted
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| But you will never be defeated
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| You won’t get everything you wanted
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| But you will never be defeated
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| You won’t get everything you wanted
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| But you will never be defeated |